RIC S. BASTASA


RIC S. BASTASA Poems

2721. How Did You Kill A White Butterfly? 12/21/2008
2722. Unraveling My Poem Unraveling My Life 12/21/2008
2723. To God 12/21/2008
2724. Hazeline 12/22/2008
2725. Blubber 12/22/2008
2726. Tramped 12/22/2008
2727. We Are The Roots 12/22/2008
2728. Deep In My Heart I Know God 12/22/2008
2729. The Poetry In The Heart Of Hazel 12/22/2008
2730. A Good Beginning 12/22/2008
2731. It Is A Joke 12/22/2008
2732. A Message From Us All Here 12/23/2008
2733. This Christmas 12/23/2008
2734. What Shall I Rhyme With My Life? 12/23/2008
2735. The Silence Of The Snow 12/25/2008
2736. I Move 12/25/2008
2737. To Mawe In Chicago This Winter 12/25/2008
2738. I Am Glad 12/25/2008
2739. A Formula 12/26/2008
2740. A Sharp Contrast 12/26/2008
2741. Emptiness 12/26/2008
2742. Inside The Void 12/26/2008
2743. Two Seasons 12/26/2008
2744. As I Grow Older 12/26/2008
2745. There Is This Poet 12/26/2008
2746. Always Remember (2) 12/26/2008
2747. Looking For Something 12/27/2008
2748. The Tenant 12/27/2008
2749. The Rain Falls Tonight 12/27/2008
2750. Coming Home This Christmas 12/27/2008
2751. An Old House Of The Family 12/27/2008
2752. At The End Of The Dawn Mass 12/27/2008
2753. You Will Meet Her 12/27/2008
2754. Even The Petals Of The Flower 12/27/2008
2755. Eternity 12/27/2008
2756. Never 12/27/2008
2757. Congratulations 12/23/2008
2758. Walking On A Tight Wire 12/23/2008
2759. What Anselma Fished Out Of The Sea 12/23/2008
2760. About Antonio's Infection 12/23/2008

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Best Poem of RIC S. BASTASA

' The Last Dance Of Your Life '

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you don't really have to mind
death
what power do you have for it

when it comes
it comes
none can prevent it
from sitting beside you

the doctors are honest
and sometimes
too stupid to give you a promise
for another extension of
life

a hope that poisons the mind instead
and makes
our recent stand rigid and
unreasonable

for those who have seen the light
on one hand
sees death as
a welcome experience
in fact a festivity
another coming experience
another full moon
at the bay

another ...

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Ephemeral

A red hibiscus that blooms
In the morning
Closes, wilts, in the afternoon,
You expect another one of its kind tomorrow,
A china rose,
Your night life,
At the outdoor café, sitting on light fabricated
Silver chairs, sipping tea, puffing smoke, sipping
Margarita, gazing

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